"The laughter and the lie in our life. That is where I find
A hundred reasons why..."
The quintessential romantic has spoken ad-nauseum of love. How beautifully eternal she is. Her character way beyond mine is perfectly designed to supplant our own when we fail. Tonight I wrote a piece as I will many times acknowledging my fears because when I do, one of my better friends steps in if it is His place to do so. He did not disappoint. For standing beside love, there are two other entities that stand apart from what is done, seen and heard. This one keeps me alive, living and loving even though there is room to acknowledge despair. He keeps me afloat when all seems lost and over. When my hands crack from cold and my feet fail from feeling worn and shredded. His name is hope. He endures so long as there is something still there I cannot see. He provides me with eyes to see beyond the storm. With ears to hear beyond the raging winds and with the sense of touch that reaches beyond the veil. He becomes an extension of me...and I am re-invigorated to believe, to hope and love all over again. My faith empowers the two...giving my soul what is needed to feel their heartbeat beyond what circumstance has muted...
For after all of my humanity has failed to keep me believing, hoping and loving...they step in as the divine entities they are to help me press on. They do so when whatever is on the other end of that belief, hope or love has greater meaning than just a simple selfish want...
"And now stays faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love..."
So what's next? I have no clue but I'm definitely now more intrigued. I will acknowledge my fears, my despair and my seeming losses for one reason alone...to fight them if I can. As I can only fight an enemy I can acknowledge exists. So if I brood, it won't be for long. If I bleed, you won't see no bandaid...I'm cauterizing the wound. Now you see how my love, my hope and my faith endures through it all. I have accepted them as friends. I have learned to trust their guidance and push. As such, I cannot be stopped. I will face despair many times over and every time my friend will step in to remind of all that is at stake...and all that awaits. He will renew me every time until my feet cross that finish line and no more questions need be asked.
My vision is clear at this moment, all that I hope for is still before me and all that I love is still mine to love...goodnight and sweet dreams my lovelies...
~Moses Apollo
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